Please Forgive This Interruption

Heading off to vacation, so it may be more than a week before my next post.

I can forgive myself, so I hope you can too. In the meantime, I’ll leave you with three things.

1. For those who need a little boost of morale:The popularity dialer can call you when you specify, and beg you to come out and party.

2. An old headline and story. It shocked people at the time, but deserves to be remembered because nothing’s changed. This is where I draw the line at cultural relativity.
An antique post of mine; stolen from whyohwhy, added to, and edited:

3. This is from James Boswell’s journal, dated April 13th, 1763:

“I should have mentioned last night that I met with a monstrous big whore in the Strand, whom I had a great curiosity to lubricate, as the saying is. I went into a tavern with her, where she displayed to me all the parts of her enormous carcass; but I found that her avarice was as large as her A, for she would by no means take what I offered her.”

I remember another quote of his where he mentioned that he had chatted with a prostitute for a while, then told her that he had no money, but would really appreciate a freebie. Which she gave him.

For the curious and the Godly: Boswell supposedly experienced the thrill of venereal disease something like twenty times.

I don’t even know how they cured VD back then. Did they? Otherwise, it was just lots of different types of VD and lots of different… what? “Flare-ups?”